Sometimes He Gets It Just Right
Yesterday, and last night, I was Sometimes, that man knows just exactly what I need right when I need it.a raving bitch feeling grumpy. When we got into bed, Poe snuggled up to be from behind, and started talking to me trying to cheer me up. Usually, those attempts are followed up by attempts of another sort, and I was just hoping it wouldn’t go there. I wasn’t in the mood, was still grumpy, and I’m still (STILL!) sick. He rolled over, I was assuming to go to sleep. Instead, he said, “Come here,” and had me snuggle up to his chest. He played with my hair until I fell asleep. He knows that’s the surefire way to get me to sleep.
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